The Killer Review

The house was pitch dark. Laura hated being alone in that Colonial Revival style house, too big now, especially at night. She turned on all the lights, locked the door behind her, dropped her purse and keys on the foyer marble table. She set the security alarm for the night. Although the neighborhood was safe, … More The Killer Review

The Religious Police

 Since we left Saudi Arabia in 2017, I see my friends post pictures of parties, cinema openings, live concerts…something unimaginable a few years ago. Women have now the right to drive in the kingdom and the abaya is no longer compulsory. The story below, from my first novel The Polar Bear and The Palm Tree … More The Religious Police

The Black Child

My appointment with May-Ling Chen, Singapore’s respected scholar, political figure and philanthropist, had been cancelled, rescheduled and postponed too many times. I was young, I was ambitious, I needed that interview for the magazine I was working for. I was convinced it would boost my career. I continued calling Madam Chen’s office every day, several … More The Black Child

She

It was late when you came home from the office, weary and tired. I was pottering around, some music playing in the background. Through the kitchen window, I could see snowflakes twirling down in the dark and silently piling up on the ground. Everything was quiet. You sat down and handed me a letter. “She … More She